Haunting
Dad is totally back and pissed off. This may be because Matt moved out. All that I know is, I was super scared last night. All alone in a house with the cabinets opening and closing, someone walking around upstairs, and hearing music. Not cool.
In other news, I have some theories on a few things that need to be checked out. I don't want to say anything, just in case it's all crap that I thought about while I was fucked up, but I ran it by Matt and Sam and they both agreed with one of the possibilities. I hate that one. It means dealing with another house. If my theory is correct though, I won't have anything to worry about. We'll see. I'm not doing it at night. Not until I get a flashlight that works.
Hansel got into some brush and had some sticky things stuck in his fur. I tried to get them out by hand, but there were so many of them that they had matted his fur, and he was getting irritable. I had to give him a haircut. I am sad that he doesn't have the ginger locks he had last week, but I would rather him be happy and not pulling his hair out in chunks. Which he was, trying to get those things out. I priced Frontline, and if anyone calls back on those jobs, I'm going to get that for him and let him come back inside. The fleas don't bother him as much outside, though. I guess because there are more animals to feed on than just him.
Anywho, the point is that he is still the most handsome cat ever, and anyone who says differently had better not say it to his face. That's just mean.
Toodles.
In other news, I have some theories on a few things that need to be checked out. I don't want to say anything, just in case it's all crap that I thought about while I was fucked up, but I ran it by Matt and Sam and they both agreed with one of the possibilities. I hate that one. It means dealing with another house. If my theory is correct though, I won't have anything to worry about. We'll see. I'm not doing it at night. Not until I get a flashlight that works.
Hansel got into some brush and had some sticky things stuck in his fur. I tried to get them out by hand, but there were so many of them that they had matted his fur, and he was getting irritable. I had to give him a haircut. I am sad that he doesn't have the ginger locks he had last week, but I would rather him be happy and not pulling his hair out in chunks. Which he was, trying to get those things out. I priced Frontline, and if anyone calls back on those jobs, I'm going to get that for him and let him come back inside. The fleas don't bother him as much outside, though. I guess because there are more animals to feed on than just him.
Anywho, the point is that he is still the most handsome cat ever, and anyone who says differently had better not say it to his face. That's just mean.
Toodles.